I Can Wait

"I fear I can't go on," she said,

"I think I would be better dead."

She knelt, she cried, I held her head.

I thought I knew what she was feeling.

She turned to close the door and I

Assisted in a suicide.

Now that she's on the other side

I know what she was after. . .

And I can wait.

A cold and wet November's day.

We lowered her into a grave,

-I'd never seen her look so brave.

Now worms consume her body. . .

And I can wait.